" Dreams of Salvation."
the beauty lies in ponder,
resting her head,
mind full of dreams,
she dreams of love,
peace, hapiness, devotion,
unicorn in valley's,
a whole other domention.
as her dreams fade away,
she opens her eyes,
cry's for another day.
she reaches for the razor,
sits in the shadows of relization,
as she sits with no love,
she thinks of ways to end this suffication.
she pulls the razor close to her heart,
kisses her weapon,
then goes to start.
she goes for her forarm,
the easiest to reach,
she sits in guilt,
washing away the thoughts,
as she see's herself bleed,
she hasn't done enough,
she hasn't bleed enough,
she grabs another razor,
and forgets the little kiss,
she goes for her stomach,
the one place she hates above all,
her invisable fat,
from all those days in grade school,
she slices one X she opens her flesh to deep,
she goes for the needle and thread,
but some damage will be to easy to see,
so she goes into the cupoard,
grabs the rest of the asprin,
she smashes them up,
and goes to get some vodka,
she trickles the dust into the drink,
carves a message into her skin,
she swallows the drink and lay's down,
she starts to float away,
she begins to believe,
but to much damage is done,
she cannot get herself to breath,
she sits in her thoughts,
as the unicorns start to sway,
her buterflies swarm around her,
maybe her pain is just a dream.
as she lies dying.
her mother walks in,
see's her daughter cut up,
screams as her worst dream has happened,
she hold her daughters body,
yells to god for an answer,
her yells are left un heard,
her fondest dreams have been murdered,
she grabs for her hands,
as she see's the letters,
she reads apon them,
and cry's for symapthy.
-ash
"what we do is real, and our pain does not only affect us." |
